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A DAY AT THE PALACE OF FINE ARTS

Although my first (and only) visit to the Palace of Fine Arts in San Francisco was cold, windy, and short-lived, I did manage to get lost among the architecture, verdure, and wild-life. While I was there, I found myself overcome with an unusual sense of peace. With birds soaring across the water and gusts of wind causing a fluttering of leaves, the serenity of the location seemed to drown out the passing and presence of people; as if its beauty could not be soiled by any noise or item left by those experiencing it. I hope one day to return to this wondrous place and witness its compelling silencing still intact. 

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Kaila Jacinto